The Two Empresses
Betrayals

"Eh? Vristhi rampaging? What's going on?" ask Phillip.

"Because of not being able to break into the room where Duke Requiem was, the Archduchess immediately vented his frustration at the soldiers in the palace. Stevan and Parvati tried to stop, but they were instead sealed and dumped downtown" the man said. Phillip goosebumps, considering that the usually calm Vristhi rarely rages. Once you get angry, everyone gets hit. He got off the car and helped the man stand up.

"Go to a safe place and tell the guards to make a shield" Phillip said quickly. The man nodded and left as quickly as he could. Phillip told his coachman to return without him, then teleported until he arrived in front of a deserted palace.

"Uh, I should have just brought Saciel here" Phillip muttered shuddering, but he couldn't just retreat. He carefully walked into the palace and was surprised to find almost all the soldiers lying on the floor. Not far from there he saw a woman he knew standing with hands filled with blood. The black cheongsam he was wearing seemed to be the robes of a death angel. His gaze was empty as if his soul was dead.

"Mirra!" call Phillip. Vristhi did not budge, but he stepped into the interior of the palace with a decorative spear he took out of nowhere. "Vrishi Rosemary!"

"Maraquess! Thank goodness you're here" said someone as he ran towards her. Phillip turned his head and found someone to be as good as him.

"What's wrong?" ask Phillip.

"Uhh, Miss Parvati asked me to meet you. He said they needed your help, "he said. Phillip bit his fingertips in frustration.

"What about Vristhi?"

"I can't help any more either" the young man said cautiously. Phillip turned his head several times, but he was still confused which one to choose. "Marquess."

"Ughh! It sucks! You go to Duke Zografos' house and ask the Great Priest to take care of Parvati and Stevan. Can you?" ask Phillip quickly. The young man nodded and immediately ran away without being told, while Phillip ran inside and found Vristhi holding his fan. "Dead me."

"Phillip, is that you?" ask Vristhi lirih.

"Yes, it's me. You're a little late, Vristhi. Stop this before..."

"You dare give me orders?" cut off Vristhi, staring intently at Phillip. Phillip instantly shut up and looked back at him. "Phillip Arlestine, you still want to live?"

"Vris...no, Archduchess Rosemary, can't we talk all right?" persuade Phillip.

"For what? If a good talk can get Lao out, I'll listen. Fucking Boldstone, he accused Lao of using black magic and imprisoned him. Not only that, he also sealed it with complicated magic. Now he's gone" said Vristhi coldly.

"I'll have Saciel take Lao out, but can you keep your fan?" philip said with sweet words. Vristhi tilted her head elegantly.

"You're good at saying sweet, huh? No wonder there are rumors that you are a playboy who is quite admired by girls. But I'm not gonna fall in your shit."

"i'm serious. Can you just calm down and tell me what's going on with Lao right now?" ask Phillip. Vristhi was silent for a moment, then lowered her fan.

"Lao suffers. The traces of his black magic were expanding, now it had reached the neck. He had trouble breathing and could not move his hand. But no one took care of him in prison, they hurt him mercilessly instead. I can't break the seal, I can't at all" Vristhi said.

"How can its footprint expand faster than expected?"

"I saw someone enter his room and inject black liquid into his body, but I don't know what it is and ..I didn't stop it either."

'More complicated than expected, ' Phillip's inner self. "Archduchess, let's stop this and we go help Lao."

"...I.i..."

"Wouldn't let it stop" said someone. He emerged from behind Vristhi and put on a big smile.

"Be quiet" said Vatra coldly. He threw a kick until Phillip's lips bled. "This girl is my subordinate, at least temporarily."

"You're betraying? Vrishhi!" snapped Phillip. Vatra pulled his collar and landed a loud punch until a 'crack' sound was heard'. "Khh!"

"Your nose is cracked? Or broken?" vatra murmurs. He dumped the young man and turned to look at Vristhi. "It's not over yet."

"I know" said Vristhi bitterly. He gripped his fan tightly and bit his lower lip. Vatra slowly advanced and stroked his lips with a hint of pressure.

"No need to do that, can I help get him hurt?" ask Vatra. Vristhi jerked her hand and wiped her lips. "No need to look at me like that. As long as you think of me, I'll help you save your prince."

"If I find your lie one, I cut off your head" Vristhi threatened. Vatra just shrugged and walked past Phillip.

"Ah, kill this man" Vatra said, pointing to Phillip. Vristhi did not react. "Or am I the only one doing it? You're not a dick in this."

"What do you mean?" ask Vristhi.

"You don't kill the soldiers out there, just make it look like they're dying. You think I can be fooled?" whispered Vatra sharp. "Choose, is he or your prince dead?"

Vristhi again bit her lower lip and rested in front of Vatra, her gaze began to look down. He clenched his hands too tightly until his fingers turned white, but was unable to move Vatra's heart.

"...I'll do it" said Vristhi. Vatra patted the girl's head and walked backwards, leaning her back against the wall.

"Vrishhi! You didn't mean it, did you?" ask Phillip to panic. The summoned one sighed and pulled its fan, turning its material into a sword-sharp iron. "Vrishi?"

He opened the fan with a cold gaze, but a flash of warmth sprinkled for a moment.

"See you in hell, Arlestine. I'll send your body to Saciel."

"...no favor!" snapped Phillip. Before Vristhi managed to cut off his head, Phillip instantly struck out with a powerful bolt of lightning from the sky. A scream of pain that seemed like a roar came out of Vristhi's lips until he was unconscious and from behind his clothes looks a slap began to appear. Vatra who saw it was just a small o-o. After successfully breaking away from the chain, he turned around and looked at Vatra with a flash of hatred.

"You didn't kill him?" ask Vatra.

"You think I'm like you who kills people indiscriminately?" phillip asked with anger that he could not cover up. "You'd better kill me!"

"I don't want to serve you" said Vatra, taking Vristhi with a chain. "I'll take him."

"You! Put him down right now!" phillip snapped while grasping a lightning spear.

"You won't be able to hurt me, boy. Never," said Vatra as he moved in front of Phillip and hit his nape as hard as he could until he was unconscious. "Should I just kill him?"

"Not so fast" said Stevan, standing between them.

"Fuck, are you here?"